Let’s Rewrite Our Love Story, Ms Summer Frost

Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Summer Frost POV

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‘I don’t want to show you the ugly side of me, Summer. Come over and see me tomorrow’ A deep sigh escaped my throat when I read the text Mr. Miller had sent to me last night. I haven’t gone to his house after the incident, and I haven’t taken any of his calls either. Of course, I knew this was going to cause a huge trouble for me, but my m n t a l health was at stake and I needed to get everything together before speaking to him. Even though it turned out that he just did everything for me so he could use me, it still didn’t change the fact that he saved me, and for that, he deserved at least my respect and loyalty.

It was Saturday morning, but unlike every other weekends that I’d feel excited, I wasn’t feeling that way today for some weird reason. Maybe because of

the tired week I had, who knows?

I had just gotten off bed late in the morning and about to head into the bathroom when a knock came on the door, demanding my attention which I gave to it as I paused and looked at my locked door.

“Who is there?”

“Good morning, ma’am. It’s me, Chloe,” Chloe’s voice sounded from outside, so I ambled toward the door, unlocked and opened it, revealing the young lady who was graced in a casual cloth and an apron over her dress.

“Chloe… Is everything alright?” It was so unlike her to come to my room in the morning if it wasn’t for breakfast, and it’s obvious breakfast was not ready yet because it wasn’t time yet since we do have breakfast late on weekends.

“Yes, ma’am. A man is here to see you,” I pulled a puzzled look as I was not expecting anyone today.

“A man? Who is he?”

“He said his name is Mr. Hughes,” My heart missed a beat and I felt butterflies in my stomach when she said that. It was Xander!

“Alright. Tell him I’ll join him shortly,” After she nodded, I closed the door and crashed against it as I exhaled deeply. The thought of having Xander over this morning had me smiling foolishly to myself.

“Oh, no… What do I do?” A gasp tore through my throat upon realising that I looked a mess. I didn’t want him to see me like this.

bathroom, had a quick bath and I spent quality time

you got dressed for him,”

crop top. This was so unlike me, but

leave my hair up or down?” I muttered as I tried the two styles while standing in front of the mirror, and after deliberating on it for two minutes straight, I finally settled for

the thought in my mind as I carefully brushed

make-up will do,” I whispered to my reflection as I applied little to

I straightened my back with a warm smile on my

spray it on my body,

I straightened the strands of rough hair on my head, and with the more pe my reflection, I

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with disappointment when I arrived at the living room and saw that it was not Xander,

his Dad.

the work for?” I muttered,

in years stood up with a smile on his face as soon as I arrived at

him. Xander uses his surname too, so

for him politely, and he sat while I made myself comfortable on the couch

are welcome to my home, Mr. Hughes. What should I offer you,

fine,” He quickly shook his head, and I slowly nodded.

“Hmm,”

conversation or if he was

like a burden had just been lifted off my chest when he

words to use, but I’ll

s**s by yourself,” He shrugged and exhaled deeply. Though none of Xander’s family ever liked except for Lisa, this man never treated me like a piece of trash unlike his wife who bullied

forgive us. I know I have no right to say this to you, but if it’s still possible, I would like to have you back in my family as my daughter-in-law. I know it’s going to take some time to forgive

wasn’t successful, a part of me was also happy that this was happening. It didn’t matter to me if the love was real, but one thing I was sure of is that they won’t maltreat me this time if I ever went back to Xander, and if they ever tried to, he would be there to protect me, and not only him, Lisa will be there this time, and of course, I won’t fold my arms and just watch like the naive

to say. I didn’t